Huangxiu

Chapter 1204 Obtaining the Sword
He flashed and appeared outside the valley where the Giant Spirit Sect was located.

The super-sensory cave revealed a quiet valley, where the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect went about their business.

About thirty miles from the valley, Zhao Ruilin and his two companions were traveling at a leisurely pace.

A mile away from them, Zhu Lingyun drifted down like a white cloud.

His movements appeared leisurely, but in reality, he was incredibly fast, his gaze following the object subtly throughout.

The ears are listening to what they are saying.

Sun Haoyang suddenly broke the silence between the three of them, asking in confusion, "That guy didn't dare to make a move because the three of us were together?"

“They probably don’t dare to make a move,” Hu Chengxiang said. “After all, we’re not Junior Brother Lu, and there are three of us.”

The three of them were all stronger than Junior Brother Lu in terms of cultivation, and the three of them were together.

No matter how skilled he is, he can only ambush one person; the other two will have to come out.

Clearly, he was no match for the two of them working together.

"Hmph, bully the weak and fear the strong!" Sun Haoyang sneered, "I wish he would come out so I could kill him and avenge Junior Brother Lu!"

"This grudge will be avenged sooner or later," Hu Chengxiang said. "The Divine Lord will be able to find him!"

“It seems the God Venerable can’t handle this, can he?” Sun Haoyang frowned. “This guy is indeed troublesome; he’s actually managed to stump the God Venerable!”

Hu Chengxiang shook his head: "He is taking advantage of the magical artifact."

"Which expert from the four major sects?" Sun Haoyang turned to Zhao Ruilin: "Senior brother, what do you think? Isn't it really not the sect leader of the four major sects?"

“It shouldn’t be them.” Zhao Ruilin shook his head: “If it were them, I would recognize them.”

Sun Haoyang asked curiously, "Senior brother, have you fought against the sect leaders of the four major sects?"

Zhao Ruilin said, "Although we've never fought each other, I've seen the scars they left behind."

Sun Haoyang asked, puzzled, "When did we see this before?"

“My master died by the sword of the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace,” Zhao Ruilin said coldly.

“Master didn’t die from a qi deviation?” Sun Haoyang was taken aback.

Hu Chengxiang looked at Zhao Ruilin in surprise.

Zhao Ruilin shook his head: "I didn't want to talk about this, and my master wouldn't let me either."

Sun Haoyang couldn't believe it: "How could Master have died under the sword of the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace?... Master's cultivation was as vast as the sea, and the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace had only just taken office at that time, right?"

“The Bright Moon Divine Sword.” Zhao Ruilin shook his head: “The power of that Bright Moon Divine Sword is too amazing… The sect leaders of the four major sects are all at the same level. If it were the Bright Moon Divine Sword, Junior Brother Lu’s injuries would not be so light.”

“…Who is that?” Sun Haoyang frowned.

He believed Zhao Ruilin's words; his previous skepticism stemmed from a lack of understanding.

Now, after hearing Zhao Ruilin's explanation, I completely believe it.

Hu Chengxiang said, "Could it be that the Exorcism Division has produced some kind of magical artifact?"

"Hard to say," Zhao Ruilin shook his head.

Sun Haoyang was somewhat disappointed: "Sigh... I thought this wouldn't be difficult for the God Venerable."

"Junior brother, shut up!" Zhao Ruilin shouted hurriedly.

Sun Haoyang said, "I thought the God was omnipotent and invincible, but now I realize..."

“The God has just descended, and his power has not yet recovered to its full strength,” Zhao Ruilin said. “Moreover, he may be limited by Lingyun’s body or our world, and therefore may not be able to unleash the full power of the God.”

“That makes sense.” Sun Haoyang nodded in agreement: “It’s inevitable that we’ll be unaccustomed to the new place, but we’ll become stronger in a few days… When that time comes, the Divine Venerable will take action, and we’ll wipe out the four major sects, and even the experts in the Imperial City, becoming the number one sect in the world!”

"You're just dreaming!" Zhao Ruilin chuckled.

"I wouldn't dare say the imperial city," Hu Chengxiang laughed, "but wiping out the four major sects shouldn't be a problem, right?"

“...Difficult.” Zhao Ruilin shook his head.

Sun Haoyang was greatly disappointed: "Even the four major sects can't do anything about it?"

Zhao Ruilin said, "The four major sects have spiritual artifacts to protect their mountains, making them very difficult to deal with, unless even a god-level being can find a spiritual artifact."

"What magical artifacts does the deity possess?" Hu Chengxiang asked. "Our giant spirit sword?"

Sun Haoyang hurriedly asked, "Should the Giant Spirit Sword be given to the God Venerable?"

Hu Chengxiang looked at Zhao Ruilin.

Zhao Ruilin narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the sky.

Upon seeing his demeanor, Hu Chengxiang knew that he did not wish to hand over the Giant Spirit Sword to the God.

"Senior brother..." Hu Chengxiang asked, "Does the Divine Lord know of the existence of the Giant Spirit Sword?"

“Of course I know,” Zhao Ruilin said slowly. “Nothing about our Giant Spirit Sect can be hidden from the Divine Lord.”

"That giant spirit sword..." Hu Chengxiang hesitated, "Can it be done without handing it over to the God Venerable?"

“The Giant Spirit Sword has changed hands and needs to be reforged.” Zhao Ruilin frowned. “It’s not that I’m reluctant to part with the Giant Spirit Sword, but after the God Venerable leaves, I will have to reforge it. Whether the God Venerable forges it or I forge it, it will take quite a while.”

He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that at this time, a powerful enemy might come knocking, and that would be a huge problem!"

“That makes sense!” Sun Haoyang clapped his hands. Hu Chengxiang said, “I’m just afraid that the God Venerable will think that you are stingy with the Giant Spirit Sword, and will misunderstand you even more.”

“I will report this to the Divine Lord,” Zhao Ruilin said.

Hu Chengxiang said, "I think you'd better hand over the Giant Spirit Sword, senior brother... after you hand it over, then remind the Divine Lord."

“Hmm, that makes sense.” Sun Haoyang hurriedly said, “I think the Divine Lord is a little displeased with you, Senior Brother, so we should try to go along with him.”

“…Well, that’s fine.” Zhao Ruilin nodded: “Don’t worry, the Divine Lord is sensible and won’t act impulsively.”

He understood that the God wanted to deal with him right now, but was forcibly restraining himself.

……

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be deep in thought.

We've finally figured out their trump card: the Giant Spirit Sword!

The fact that we haven't found the Giant Spirit Sword means it's not the longsword at Zhao Ruilin's waist. So where is it hidden?
If we seize this giant spirit sword, we will have no worries and can attack at will.

He saw Zhu Lingyun about a mile behind him, having overheard these words. He narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining impassive.

It's unclear what Zhu Lingyun's true intentions are, and how he will arrange things for Zhao Ruilin.

When Zhao Ruilin and his group arrived in the valley, they did not summon all the disciples in the valley, but only notified fifteen people to come to the sect leader's hall.

Zhao Ruilin sat upright behind the desk in the Zitan Pavilion and said calmly, "I have summoned you here today because there is an important matter that I need you to handle."

"Sect Master, please give your orders!" said a middle-aged man at the head of the group, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Zhao Ruilin said, "You fifteen men, each capture ten people, capture them alive."

"Sect Master, is it male or female, and how strong must one's cultivation be?"

"Young and strong men are preferred; cultivation level is irrelevant."

“If cultivation level doesn’t matter, then it’s a piece of cake,” the middle-aged man laughed. “We can find a small village and capture dozens of young men.”

"Split up and don't stay in one place to avoid arousing suspicion," Zhao Ruilin waved his hand. "Go and come back as soon as possible, the faster the better."

"Yes." The fifteen experts stood up, clasped their fists in salute, and solemnly replied before filing out in single file.

After they left, Hu Chengxiang frowned: "Senior brother, that guy outside..."

Zhao Ruilin said, "He can kill one or two, but he can't kill ten or eight."

These fifteen experts each went in different directions. Since the expert was only one person, he couldn't be in two places at once and couldn't kill all fifteen people at the same time.

Even if he's fast, he can only kill five at most, and the remaining ten captured young men will be enough.

This could also lure out the attacker, leaving more clues that would help the God to track him down.

If one elder dies, it's fine if the God-Emperor can't find the culprit. But if all five die and the God-Emperor still can't find the culprit, that would be too shameful.

He felt that the deity wasn't unable to find the murderer, but rather hadn't put in the best effort to find him.

Perhaps out of some reservations, they did not use their top-tier secret techniques.

We need to push them a bit.

……

Chu Zhiyuan had already sneaked into the valley and observed the situation inside the main hall.

At the same time, they quietly approached a small courtyard, which was Zhao Ruilin's courtyard.

After Zhao Ruilin returned to the valley, the first thing he did was not to go back to the main hall, but to go back to his own courtyard to change his clothes, and at the same time, he spat out the black pill.

I rinsed the black pills, put them back in the bottle, and put them away.

He then took out a small black iron box, and with swift fingers, tapped several times on each of the four sides of the box to open it.

He carefully examined the small sword inside the box, then closed it again and placed it back by the bedside.

Chu Zhiyuan appeared silently in the courtyard, entered the house without a sound, and put the box directly into his silver ring.

Then they quietly left the courtyard and the valley.

The next moment, he appeared ten miles away and took out the black box from his sleeve.

He picked it up, examined it for a while, then slowly circulated his true energy and quickly pointed a few fingers on each of the four sides of the box.

It is exactly the same finger technique and position as Zhao Ruilin.

The black box opened with a "snap".

Inside the box lay a simple, ancient sword, its blade engraved with two tiny characters: "Giant Spirit".

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

I never expected to obtain this giant spirit sword so easily.

This is a magical artifact, imbued with spiritual power. I never expected to obtain it so easily.

He glanced down at the golden sword at his waist.

(End of this chapter)